Tag Archives: Dominic Sansone

My third and final month at Mana has seen my productivity wane as I prepared for a one week exhibition with another resident in the building and friend, Sam Pullin. I had to shift gears from churning out pieces to finishing some half-baked ideas for the work planned for the exhibition titled American Dark Age, curated by Allison Hall. Wanting to build on the things I did the last time exhibiting in Jersey City, I have opted for another participatory installation titled, Make America Grieve Again. I see this piece as a way to talk about violence in our world without it becoming confrontational or partisan, both of which seem nearly impossible in the current climate. Audience members are invited to use bullet shaped chalks to write on the walls of the gallery space. Some took it seriously and vented their frustrations after yet another school shooting. Others were more irreverent, drawing lewd cartoons or making silly jokes. Both are fine, it was their work, not mine, and I am not the arbiter of how my art is approached once it is out of the studio. Continue reading →

At first I thought I was hallucinating, too much time spent in the basement of Mana had me seeing things. I needed some fresh air. Slowly it dawned on me, this was a birthday party for some kid and they had rented out the cafe and dance studio on the fourth floor. Of all the weird things that had happened over the last two months, somehow this was strangest. Clearly I was spending too much time in the building. Continue reading →

My wife’s eyes glazed over a little bit when I said, “I was accepted for a three month residency in New Jersey”. Three months. I felt like packing right then and there, let’s get this show on the road! That wasn’t an option, there were leaves to clean up, pinewood derby cars to build with the kids, and numerous projects around the house that I’d been putting off; it was time to get them all done. Well, almost all done. Continue reading →